Growing Up

This is one of my poems which got printed on School magazine. This one dear to me, cause it won me prize.

When I was little,

I wanted to ride a carousel.

My Joy knew no bounds

When I finally get to ride one.

But it soon lost its luster

As grew up, I got entangled

In space and wanted to be a rocket driver

But that too glided away like a shadow.

My mind skipped like a hare

not resting down a bit.

I got more and more

Ambitious as the seasons swept by.

I worshipped Alexander in my mind

as he spread courage through my veins

I fed on it like a scavenger and

made me braver,stronger.

I arrowed my aim

Of getting to the peak

Like an archer set his eye

on the tough bull's eye.

The path was a dark tunnel

And it lashed me to extremes

But that didn't back me

Down,as I was ambitious.

Finally I conquered

the aim I was set on

With pride in my mind

I found exit through the dark tunnel..